Normal POV

"Looks like we both are the only ones left....."

"Looks like it...."

Once he said that, I smirked at him and then turned towards the other side of piano pretending to clean it.

He came towards me pressing each key as he got closer. He hugged me from behind sending chills down my frame. His breath landed on my neck and the chills intensified. His embrace tightened and I automatically relaxed into it closing my eyes. He placed a gentle kiss on my nape and another and another. I turned to look at him. He attempted to kiss my lips. I pushed him and moved away. He looked at me confusedly and I smiled playfully at him. He grabbed me and made me lean on the key board. They keys gave out a sound that sounded like squeal.

"Ani!!! We are here to clean!!" I squealed shyly.

"We can clean after we make a mess!" he said naughtily.

"I am not 'making a mess' in a garage, leaning on key board in such a tight dress!" I said and walked away from him in jest.

I stopped when I heard the sound of piano playing 'Sirikadhey.'

I turned around and looked at him shaking my head with a smile.

He finished it and leaned on the keyboard, keeping a hand on his cheek.

He kept looking at me and I cocked my eye brows.

"I love you" he mouthed.

"Shreyas already workout pannitan... ippo panna okay solla maaten" I said with a playful smirk.

"Adi paavi... appo un birthday naal pannadhu laam.. thakkali thokka?" he asked pouting.

I shrugged and laughed.

"Adi paavi" he came running to me and grabbed me.

I just laughed and he started laughing too. It became louder and louder.

Some one who hears this from the outside will have a heart attack thinking that it's a ghost or something.

"You know what? Let's sing" I said excited.

"Idhu mattum garage la.. tight dress la panlaam nu thonudho..." he said faking annoyance.

"Dei... Vendam na po!!" I said folding my hands.

"Fine... let's sing.." he said taking the guitar and standing in front of the mike.

I stood beside him and the guitar was the only thing between us.

He started playing the guitar and sang..

Un Peril En Perai Serthu

Viralodu Uyir Kooda Korthu

Oor Munne Ondraga Naamum Nadanthal Enna...

He played the guitar and sang again...

En Nenjin Theeye

Ul Engum Neeye

Kan Moodum pothum

Kan Mun Nindraye

Sirikkadhey Sirikkadhey

Siripaley Mayakathey

Adikkadhe Adikkadhe

Azhagaaley Adikkadhe

He played the guitar and this time I sang..

Manam Vittu Unmai Mattum

Unnodu Pesida Vendum

Nee Kekum Kadhalai Alli

Unmel Nan Pusida Vendum

Naan Kaannum Otrai Kanvai

Un Kaadhil Ularida Vendum

Enai Meeri Unnidam Mayangum

Ennai Naan Thaduthida Vendum

He was looking at me as I was singing.. without blinking, not even once. I looked at him as I sang and my eyes just fixated on his eyes. He sang again..

Kudathey Kudathey

Ennal Mudiya Kudathey

Pogathey Pogathey

Enai Nee Thaandi Pogathey

He came closer with each verse until our lips almost touched each others. I held his frame as he put away the guitar. Our lips crashed the moment I pushed the mike away.

Meanwhile Somewhere else...

Mithra's POV

The things you see influence your life a lot. Actually scratch that, the things that you are shown influence your life a lot. I've been sheltered my whole life by my parents and my family. Honestly, I didn't have any problem with that. I enjoyed it. I never wanted to lose the safety net of love that my family put around me.

But that doesn't mean I don't know the ways of the world. I know what it means to belong to a rich and well established family. You always have keep a check around you because some or the other way you always have a target on you. It's not that everyone around us is out to get us. But few are and these few hurt you enough.

I can't say out loud how thankful I am for these people around me. All of my friends might be mutta punnagais and prabalams of the 'loosu' community. But every single one of them is my friend, truly and whole heartedly.

The only people I need in my life are the ones I know I can trust.

Maybe, that's why I fell for Vijay. Something about him screams that I can trust him, that I don't need to watch my back around him, that I can just be myself and be happy.

I maybe a bit obsessed with him but I've never come across anyone who excites me as much as he does. He just makes me feel so..... elated. So much that my cheeks flush even when I am just thinking about him.

I shook my head at my own love sickness.

That's when I heard a shrill laugh echo through the air. My head immediately jerked up and I became aware of the surroundings.

'Hotel la thaan iruken..' I mused to myself looking around. I heard it again and the hair on the back of my neck rose. I swallowed and followed the sound. Then, I heard the sound of shuffling and pin pointed it.... My whole body froze. It was that darned garage. It was haunted!

"Ivlo neram indha pei bungalow laya party pannitu irundhom?" I murmured to myself scanning the garage.

Then the echo of guitar chords being played reached my ears.

'Huh! Pei guitar laam play pannuma?'

I had to see this. I tiptoed to the garage and peeked in. The sight that met my eyes shocked me.

"Yebba dei!!!" I drawled out silently.

It was these two dunderheads. Like seriously! I knew Ani was that much of a crackhead, but Aditi too?

I listened to them sing.

To be honest, they weren't that bad.

Then the sound of mike crashing shrilled through my entire existence.

I take that back!!!

Ew, just ew... this stuff looked dreamy when they did it in those english series or in mani rathnam movies. Now though, watching my friend and brother do it..... Mudiyala!!!!

I'm...... I'm out of here.

I sprinted away and slowly started walking back to my room trying to forget everything I just saw.

I stopped in my tracks when I saw a silhouette of someone moving towards our dorm in fast paced little jogs. His frame was visible under the lights but his face was covered. He couldn't have seen me though. But then he stopped and looked around as if trying to find someone. I took step back.. further into shadows.

'Now who was this? Could he be an intruder?'

I peered in to get a better look at this supposed intruder. My body froze and my cheeks flushed as our eyes met.

Oh sweet Satan!

It was HIM!!

An hour or two ago

Vijay's pov

"Indha nerathula engayo irundhurukaalam. En neram... inga maatikitten!" I murmured to myself as I poked at the half burnt chicken.

"Enjoying your dish?" A voice with an accent disturbed me. More like annoyed me.

"It's not half- bad." I said biting the piece that was stuck on my fork.

He hummed and continued to eat. While I, being a good guest, started spying our surroundings. I was done in 3.21 minutes and my analysis contained three things.

1. He has no vision. Everything about this place screams drug lord. I mean he couldn't be more cliche.

2. He has no finesse. All his secrets are laid out bare. I mean he has them all in his phone and the phone is in his right pocket. Underneath which is a gun, easily accessible.

3. He has horrendous cooks. Again, no class.

"You know we have saying at my place" he started talking. "If you are going to kill someone, make sure they are well fed first."

"You mean you don't kill with the food?" I asked. I mean the chicken looked and tasted like it could kill me.

"No" he shot a sickly sweet smile and then threw a knife across the table at me. Naturally,
I dodged it. A second later he fell forward with a 'hmph.'

Blood pooled around his chair spewing from his stomach.

"You know" I said hunching up my gun and unhinging the silencer. "When you are at a table, you aim from under it."

"And seriously, a butter knife?" I asked looking quizzically at the knife he had thrown at me. I walked towards him step by step as he looked at me with wide fear filled eyes.

I stood beside him and analyzed him. He was so incoherent that he couldn't even take out the gun. I bent down to his eye level. I took his mobile for professional purposes. I stashed it in my pocket.

I gestured at the shot, "Idhu professional." Confusion and fear filled his eyes.

"Idhu personal..." I lodged the butterknife into his throat, "the chicken was disgusting. Sathyama mudiyala!"

Blood spewed from his throat as the light left his eyes. "Ciao" I called after me as I left through the way that involved the least number of guards. I had to maintain stealth.

Five minutes and I was already out whistling away into the air.

Once I was sure no one had followed me, I took out my mobile sent out a message.

"DONE."

A few moments later my mobile pinged again. I knew what it was about. So, I took it out and read it.

"You won't get caught?"

I chuckled to myself.

"Nope."

The thing about bad people is, they don't know when they are going to do a bad thing. So, they make sure that there are no ways for evidence to be collected, almost all the time.

So, when you kill a bad person it is pretty easy to not get caught. Coming to the forensic stuff.... no database in the entire country has any evidence that I exist.

I am like a ghost. It's pretty fun if you ask me.

I reached my bike and checked around if anyone was around. After confirming that no one is really around. I started it. I rode my bike along the road with the air hitting my face. I enjoyed it though. This is one of the few things that has not changed about me. I loved bike rides, especially in the night. Even now and even back then. Back then too, I enjoyed this with her. Maybe that's why I want to do this all the time. Because it reminds of the times I had with her.

I shook my head letting go of all the thoughts I had as I reached the hotel. I parked my bike silently and then started jogging to my room silently.

I just hope no one notices me... it would get awkward!

I slowed down as I sensed someone around me. I looked around me trying to find someone, anyone. And then I saw it, a silhouette in the shadows looking at me. Wait, it looked like it was a her. I took a step forward and she didn't take step back like I expected. Did she know me? I took another step forward and observed her features.

My entire frame froze as I recognised her.

Oh sweet cheese and nutcrackers!

It was HER!!

To be continued....

Hola readers, I know..... I know... It's been a long hiatus after a long hiatus.

But... I got caught up in a shit storm and couldn't update.

Anyway, I will try to update from now. Regularly.

Excuse all the typos please.

Also, thank you! Every single one of you... thanks. For reading this book and also the one in the previous account.

The book now has 5k+ reads. I mean I literally could not believe it at first. But then it was right there.... So I had to believe it!

Thank you so much and I hope everyone who supported that book, supports this one too!

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I hope you like it!

And gear up for a super freaky roller coaster ride.

And man, thalapathy is just so dreamy! I needed to put it out here!

Anyway,

Meet you all in the next chapter.